Chapter 115: Who Cares

On the beach when the tide recedes, many small fish stranded in the puddles, dying in the scorching sun. A teenager walks slowly along the endless coastline, carefully picking them up and throwing them into the sea.

Someone kindly reminded: "It's too much, you can't save it." Besides, who cares?"

The boy picked up a fish and threw it into the sea, saying, "This one cares!"

He bent down again to pick up the other one, and said, "I care about this one too!"

Man Jianghong is this teenager.

That day, from afternoon to midnight, except for a few short breaks, Long Tian kept talking, and he didn't allow Man Jianghong to interject a word at all, as if he wanted to fill him with everything he had learned in his life. The tide is mighty, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the old man's energy is getting less and less, and he often stops talking and stopping, but when he continues, it is another thing. Or something is said several times without noticing.

After all, time is limited, Long Tian can only make a little bit of a difference in martial arts and cultivation, tell some spells, magic circles, magic weapons, talismans, etc., the basics and tricks, and completely teach the exercises of the "Nine Turns of the Divine Dragon", and half of it is about the secrets of various sects and the Earth Federation, situation analysis, and the possibility of the end of the world.

When he heard "Starry Sky Long Sword" and "The White Tower was born", he trembled with excitement! When he heard that Yao Ji was the only god-level computer on the earth, his reaction was not so violent. Later, when he heard the "Heavenly Gate Plan" and "Heavenly Demon Crossing the Void", he was already mentally prepared, and only nodded slightly, and said in his heart, sure enough!

The two things he wanted to ask the most were for fear of violating taboos, and he was shy and timid, and he couldn't say it.

One is "The Goddess Breaks the Gate of Heaven with a Sword", and the other is related to the "Dragon Saintess". In the research institute, he vaguely heard that the ice spirit was very likely to become the holy daughter of the dragon clan, and he was very uneasy and worried. With the not-so-shallow cognition of young people, all saints and maidens must not eat the fireworks of the world and cut off the seven emotions and six desires. If the Ice Spirit becomes like this...... But how?

But Long Tian didn't say a word about the dragon clan from beginning to end.

The old man did not encourage him, saying that you should boldly go forward and chase my precious granddaughter and pull my banner, nor did he threaten to break your leg if you dared to come near her again! On the contrary, he made a detailed analysis of the current situation of Manjianghong and Yudi Island.

The high-end and middle-level of the Nanhai Sect suffered heavy losses, and with their current strength, it was difficult to gain a foothold in the six super cultivation sects, coupled with the end of the world predicted by Feng Wu Jiutian, the best policy was to retreat from the mainland after collecting resources, and avoid fighting with the secular world and other sects. In this case, Yudi Island is a chicken rib for them!

After all, this is an abandoned place, lacking resources, and a small spiritual vein is only enough to maintain a small magic circle. It is possible to send men to kill the whole island in order to destroy the evidence, or it is possible to give up and let the prisoners on the island starve to death, sickness, and go berserk. How to do it depends on its internal decisions, and it also depends on how quickly the end times come. However, the Heavenly Corpse still has little use value for the South China Sea Sect, so someone should be sent to the island to check it out in the near future. Long Tian planned to collapse the underground palace tonight and bury himself deep in the place of corpse refining.

Man Jianghong listened desperately to memorize, and at the same time, his brain was still running at high speed, inducting and reasoning, like two horse-drawn carriages driving side by side. Even when he heard that the Nanhai faction's "refining the heavenly corpse" was very similar to the copycat version of the "Nine Turns of the Divine Dragon", he completed the bold process interpretation in an instant.

Judging from the records left by Zhou Yi in the "Purple Mansion", he did not come back after he went to Wushan, Taodu, and Kunlun. The only one who knows the itinerary is Emperor Jianwen, who must have gone to him a few years later, secretly went to Wushan (and could only go secretly, the Yongle Emperor was staring at the world with wide eyes), plagiarized the incomplete "Shenlong Nine Turns" exercises, suffered a big loss, hated and returned, and thus formed a deep enmity with the Dragon Clan.

Performances like this are fleeting and endless. While he was remembering, there were always two thoughts circling in his mind, one was how to save Long Tian. He didn't have the ability to break through the murderous "Moon Wheel", and there was no way to cure Long Tian, and the achievement of the "Heavenly Corpse" didn't seem bad to the old man, so he gave up his first thought.

The second thought is how to save the people on Jade Island.

The old man read through the vicissitudes of the world, saw through the young man's careful thoughts at a glance, and sternly admonished: No matter what, you can't save the people on the island; What's more, you are shouldering a great mission for all mankind, and you can't afford to slip away!

His only request was for him to quickly send the words of "Nameless" back to the Earth Federation. Immediately start the apocalyptic project, "Tissot" must be launched this year. Unlike the previous route to Sagittarius at the heart of the galaxy, Tissot should have escaped vertically from the large disk of the Milky Way, otherwise it would run head-on with the powerful force that traveled through space, or it would not be able to escape far.

Be fast, be fast, be quick!

Knowledge and information are power! After listening, Man Jianghong knew a lot and became much stronger!

He was initially familiar with the use of formations, and knew that most of the majestic aura that Long Tian forced into his body came from the "moon wheel"; he understood some common sense of martial arts and cultivation, like martial arts imitating cultivation to talk about "true qi", he was a little shy and raised his own meaning. In fact, the qi refined by martial arts is not called true qi at all, but can only be called "internal qi", because it is too mottled and impure; for example, the "method of transmitting gong" in the rivers and lakes, which transmits one's internal qi to others, actually does not exist at all. First of all, each person's physique is different, and the cultivation methods are different, resulting in different internal qi properties, just as Su cuisine will be sweet, Hunan cuisine will be spicy, Sichuan cuisine will be numb, and Lu cuisine will be salty. After the internal qi of others is introduced, the potential of the body can be stimulated in a short time, but it is very problematic whether the person who has received the merit can absorb it. Just like a person with nutritional deficiencies, an appropriate amount of glucose infusion is certainly beneficial, but overdose infusion is definitely life-threatening. Secondly, the body will reject the alien breath, even if there is no chaos for a while, it will bury hidden dangers for a long time.

Man Jianghong is a special case, he has no internal qi, like a blank piece of paper. What Long Tian forcibly poured into was the extremely pure aura filtered by the "Moon Ring" formation, and he took great pains to help him condense the "Dragon Soul", which was a bit of a seedling to help him grow. It is very obvious that the old man wants to prepare a little more chips for the young man to survive in the last days, but he doesn't know that the other party has gone further than he imagined. Not only has it achieved an ethereal body, but the output power of spiritual energy has increased dramatically, which can compete with the masters of qi refining, and it has also formed a "melting pot" in the body that can refine all kinds of internal qi, true qi, vitality energy, spiritual energy, and evil qi!

The young man even knew that only a very small number of people, whether in the secular world or in the upper echelons of the cultivation realm, believed in the "end times". Out of entanglement of interests, they are divided into extremely complex hawks, doves, carefrees, and so on. The incendiary helicopter of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala of the Research Institute rained down from the sky, and Long Tian analyzed that the young Zhuang hawks who may have come from the military were aimed at provoking a big war between the secular world and the Xiuzhen world and expelling the Xiuzhen forces. In the Kunlun Mountains, the Earth Federation and the Immortal Valley try to explore the legendary "Heavenly Palace". The cultivation world believes that there is a teleportation circle leading to the "Heavenly Realm", while the scientific community believes that there is a gate to time and space!

He also knew a lot of big things, a lot of big secrets...... However, it doesn't make any difference!

His head was full of a small thing - how to save the people on Jade Island!

He is like a teenager who futilely picks up stranded fish on the beach and throws them into the sea, sadly knowing that he is not the savior. However, this one cares, and this one cares!

There were 11,000 righteous and bright reasons to order him to leave quickly, but he couldn't!

What if you don't leave?

Feng Wu warned for nine days that it would be the devil who crossed the void! The young man was lucky, wishful thinking and naïve, believing that the demon might not be bad! Like the legendary Heavenly Demon who was repeatedly defeated and fought again and again, and would never give in even if he was beaten down by God's broken wings, he was still my idol! If the world was doomed to destruction, the Earth Federation and the Xiuzhen Realm would not be able to save it if they joined forces. But as long as he leaves, the people of this island will definitely die! Even if they are not killed by the South China Sea faction, they will die of insanity.

Spring is a missed feast, a hasty bonfire.

However, the young man stood in front of the gate of youth with a heavy burden on his back, but what he saw was the ashes of the wreckage, the bloody dusk, and the Shura Hell was slowly unfolding, crying and wailing!

Through the quiet "Moon Ring", Long Tian seemed to feel that he was depressed, and he was silent for a long time, and said with pity: "Don't think too much, in fact, it's not a big deal...... Go for it!"

This sentence contradicts what he has said before, and he never asks him to swear an oath, nor does he ask what resources he needs or what he plans to do next.

The young man's nose was sour, and he respectfully lay on the ground and kowtowed three times, choking up: "Grandpa......"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "In the last days, civilization collapses, order is chaotic, and the evil of human nature lacks the suppression of morality and law, and it will be naked exposed, and it will do whatever it takes to survive. You don't want to be like that, but your heart must be hardened, and sometimes in order to save people, you have to kill people! Everyone has vigilance against demons, and you are still too far away from being vigilant against people. ”

......

In the middle of the night, the whole island shook.

There was a loud rumble like the heavens cracking, dust and rubble falling like snowflakes and hailstones, and the smell of sulfur lime filled the air.

The terrified islanders rushed out of their houses and spent the night battling mosquitoes in the wilderness. At dawn, everyone yawned, their faces were not washed and their mouths were not rinsed, helping the old and the young to call friends and companions, stepping on the dewy grass and wild flowers to find out what was going on. At first glance, his eyes almost fell out, and his jaw was almost dislocated.

I saw that the highest mountain peak on the whole island behind the Valley of Ten Thousand Snakes collapsed in a small half, and a group of snakes with wild flowers and green flowers all over the mountain meandered out.

And then...... The collective was stunned, not daring to run and speak.

In the light of dawn, a mist like brocade—the fairy in a child's heart, the lover in a girl's dream, the demon in everyone's mouth, the god-killing ghost hovering over the island—rose from the waters that shimmered like golden scales.